Saturday, January 31, 2015

Saturday snippets

... in which our plucky heroine makes a bouquet of straws grasped...

A portrait of the second snowdrop of 2015... I am tempted to find a way to plant more small bulbs here, they are always so cheering, not because eager for winter to be over, but because they are so stalwart about returning...

Yay! Seville orange marmalade success!! Six eight ounce jars, and one four ounce jar sealed and cooling. Nothing burned, texture is perfect, and I've some oranges left that didn't go into the batch, to try making period orange peel preserves. I'll probably also make some blood orange marmalade in the next week or two, now that I've got my confidence back again... My three favorite sweet preserves are quincemeat, marmalade, and strawberry rhubarb, and that order is the one in which the ingredients come available...

Just started reading "the life-changing magic of tidying up". While I am not sure I could carry out some of her instructions (no way am I dumping all my books in a pile on the floor to sort through them) I am drawn to her ideas, and finding myself starting to think about my possessions slightly differently, already...

In March, at the Heraldry Arts & Science Day, I'll be teaching a two hour class on carving a simple stamp that can be used for block printing.
This is an example of the kind of design that can be made in this class (this is my current SCA badge, which is used as a mark of "ownership")
This is an example of something you can do with a simple stamp... the background fabric of this sizeable tent wall hanging is printed in an allover pattern using the stamp of my badge (the central panel is a painted decoration inspired by my arms, that I made in a worshop taught by Linnet Kestrel many years ago)

Wednesday, January 28, 2015


... in which our plucky heroine turns resolutely to the motto, perseverance makes positivity...

Organic Seville oranges mean the start of marmalade season, though they are difficult to find and usually only available for a week or two. I need to remember that they come ripe usually in January, and set aside a day for making preserves. After my burn-the-marmalade debacle on the 18th, it was good fortune to find some more still available, and this weeks attempt will be most cautious, having no desire to deal with another heavily burned pan, though learning the trick of applying peroxide and warming it to remove layers of burned-to-carbon sugar was a big help, the waste of all that time and effort, not to mention the oranges and sugar was most upsetting. This will be the first of three batches of marmalade, blood oranges are next, and then probably red grapefruit. Finishing up citrus season with some candied peel would be excellent; this year am hoping for a good balance between a bit more preserving, and a bit more garden activity, and since citrus are from faraway, any citrus preserves must needs happen when they are here!

Yesterday my student Freydis came over for the afternoon, and as a way to demonstrate some basic soldering, I worked on fabricating the setting for a very small dress form enamel charm. The charm will be part of a larger sewing tools pendant/necklace, which in turn will be part of a shadowbox artwork: "time is a dressmaker specialising in alterations". This particular project has been percolating in the studio since the first concept showed up in my sketches in December 2012, but I am far more excited about the way it is shaping up now... stay tuned for further updates in the next few weeks. If all goes well I shall be having a small show at Azure Fine Art Gallery in Corvallis, in April, so in addition to my everyday work, am focusing on putting together a series of interactive shadowbox artworks that include my metalwork and enameling.

Obviously, this is the unset enamel, and the back of the bezel setting that will hold it (7/8 x 5/8"). I initially and unintentionally cut the base plate just a little bit smaller than the already soldered bezel. Some hammering with the ball peen both textured the back around the maker's mark, and stretched the base out just enough to make a good solder joint possible.

Fortunately I am not always rarely quite as sunk in the depths of an emotional swamp as Monday's post might make it seem, and in truth I expect no magic answers, despite the stories in children's books... I do enjoy my own company, and enjoy time spent with friends, and strive to be accepting that my life is not shared in intimacy with anyone, and that the tactile and affectionate world, that for many some is a constant, is in my life more akin to Halley's Comet. I long for simple affection, the arm around the shoulders, the hugs and contact that tell our skin that all is well... ... a few good productive days like yesterday and I hope to be my usual and more cheery self.  In general I feel blessed with how many wonderful friends I do have both locally, at a distance, and online (as well as my parents and siblings, since we are also close though not nearby geographically). I do count my blessings every day, and practice gratitude, as a counterbalance to despair.

Monday, January 26, 2015

ghosts of creatures passed which our plucky heroine walks again the old walks...

but more alone than ever, because alone is on the inside, not in the situation. Traveled up to Mud Bay last Friday, after a late start leaving Portland, with the intention of staying with my Fjords End pals, and having a chance to see the Blue Cedar House folk, a visit with both the little girls there who have been most vocal about missing their honorary "auntie", a visit with my oldest friend SC who is dealing with serious health issues, and an assortment of other Olympia area errands and etceteras...but first, here is an obligatory internet cat photo: Huginn and Muninn, the young cats of Mud Bay


Early Saturday morning, took Toshi for a walk out to Perry Creek Bridge. All the valley was shrouded in  gradually lifting mist; couldn't help but remember all the myriad times I'd walked there, in brightness and in darkness, with my beloved Smokey, and with other dear ones now gone or gone from me. The memories of hands no longer holding mine, of little cats in the now derelict house, the ridge where the mushrooms grew, and the tiny houses with the goat pens in the back... the mist seemed all too full of wispy ghosts, like a surreal cross of Miyazaki and Adventure Time, that only I could see. The moss and lichen on the old bridge are larger than when last there, but girl is grateful indeed to be still hale enough to walk with a dog there and back, more than one time this past weekend.
Indeed, my Jen-bead earring fell out while I was faffing around with my camera, but fortunately when she and I walked back there later that day, it was still visible in the roadside mud; I'd have been most desolated to have lost it.

Made progress over the weekend on several handwork projects. The Dragon's Mist crowns had their center panels cut to size and shape, though after discussion with Bill was decided that completing the enamels and settings first before the engraving of the supporting dragons is necessary, so those will be done in time for handing the work off at Founder's Revel in a few weeks.

My other projects were all textilia: did quite a bit of knitting on the Twilit Sky neckwarmer, and am about halfway done or more... I was worried that I might not have enough yarn (despite the fact that the listed amount of yarn in the skein is supposed to be 560 yards and the pattern only takes less than 300) and then it occurred to me that it might be that the reason for running out was that perhaps I put the yarn into two yarn balls because it exceeded the capacity of my winder! Sure enough, there was the rest in the box of blue yarns…

Have made good progress on the embellishment for the first tunic I am making for Mr Robertson, indigo blue linen embroidered in cream:
The edging is all couched, and the corbies are done in outline stitch, for better ability to render details. The one on the right is still just tracing paper, which will be basted in place then the embroidery stitched right through the paper, which is just barely durable enough to hold up to that, then can be easily torn away, leaving just the stitchery (as seen on the left)

It was fun to see Blue Cedar House folks in their native habitat, and the girls flung themselves at me when I arrived, before returning to play with their friends. We all had a lovely lunch cooked by H and B, and Ellie gave me a watercolor landscape she painted. In my opinion, every kitchen is improved with some child art; this pretty thing will be a great addition to the decor here.

Unfortunately after the lovely lunch there was some serious though unintended foo between SC and myself that had her leaving for home before we could even talk. This was really upsetting to me; she'd made some assumptions about what I was and was not willing to do (without asking me). My primary goal this weekend was to have a chance to speak with her [on safe territory, since she owns a large and known to be unreliable Rottweiler-cross that I (and many other folks) am not willing to be around, a dog that nips/bites/disrespects humans. I have been bitten more than one time by large dogs, and do not intend to ever choose to put myself in a risky situation] but sadly, she took my refusal personally. While it is easy to say "not my circus not my monkeys", that rubs raw and wrong when it is an old friend of so many decades standing. Am still trying to figure out where to go next...

So it was rather a weekend of antinomy, where despite being in the places, and with many of the people, I am closest to, I went home feeling more isolated than before... not sure how I ended up in a life where I am tangential to some few, incidental to more, but central to no one but myself. Not sure if it is more painful to just stay by my ownself, and focus only on handicraft, or to continue to be with others, while standing outside the window with my nose pressed against the glass, watching those who are family together, with my pockets empty...

I know that this week will be all about getting work done, there are enamels to be made, various sewing work to be stitched, and a whole assortment of material world tasks that will fill as much time as I am gifted with. My time is better spent doing the work of the world, than in useless speculation and beating head against the brick wall of solitude...

Thursday, January 22, 2015

old school

... in which our plucky heroine is just a little bit quirky...

Every year in January I cut out, punch, and blockprint 3x5 cardstock calendar pages for my tiny aluminum Japanese notebook, my everyday hardcopy old-style planner. Two thirds of the way through the month and I am just now getting around to it... Back in 2010 when it became difficult to find printed inserts, I carved my own blank calendar stamp set that does a whole page at at time. I then need to fill in the actual numerical dates, but that is pretty quick. DIY for the win, it might be slow but it is all my own design, and the cardstock holds up much better than the flimsy paper currently available, even if I could find monthly calendar pages in this size...

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

camouflage which our plucky heroine takes up needles and yarn yet again...

So this week started in on a new knitting handwork project, since it is still deep in January, and though we are having a disturbingly dry and warm winter (drought worries dancing in my head), it is still cold enough that another warming option is welcome, and the current other handwork is too large to be suitable for carrying around on transit. Last winter, my friend Jen (the farther away one, not Ariadne) sent me some yarn that had been on my wishlist since the first time I saw it at Sock Summit #1; it isn't sock yarn but rather luscious worsted: Blue Moon Fiber Arts Twisted - Raven Clan Haida.
The actual yarn is quite a bit darker than it looks in this photo, think corbies against the twilight sky... This will become a ribbed turtleneck cowl with a small capelet to keep my neck and shoulders warm; the free pattern (translated from the Finnish) is here on Ravelry. Am very pleased with the suggested buttonhole, in seed stitch as given it makes a Very Tidy Buttonhole indeed, and hopefully I will be able to suss out the rather confusing short row directions for shaping the front point...

Monday, January 19, 2015

cancer sucks

in which our plucky heroine remembers...

three years ago today I was in hospital, in surgery:

Sunday, January 18, 2015

brought to you by the letter P which our plucky heroine spends the weekend with her dear Blue Cedar House friends, making progress on all manner of things: assorted projects, a plinth, wardrobe planning, and assorted pleasantry... (with a tiny preview of pi(e))

Earlier this week began a simple couched embroidery design, on some woven-in striped linen; I like using the striped fabric as part of the embellishment, when I find stripes in a useful configuration. I think that this is the very last of this one inch wide stripe natural and white linen, which started out as a thrifted women's straight skirt about fifteen years ago, and eventually became yards of trim on assorted SCA clothing. (this kind of easy embroidery will be part of what I will be teaching at the February Arts and Sciences Day that Dragon's Mist is sponsoring next month)
Planning the tunic embroidery for William Robertson; a Twa Corbies design for the front yoke panel... this shows my image development from my first small quick sketch of the tunic in the center to the final design for the embroidery, which will be in cream outline stitch and couching on indigo linen. The stripes and circles embroidery will cover the seams where the sleeves attach to the body, and their contrast will make a focal point of his broad shoulders, with the front yoke panel a more subtle embellishment...


This weekend I also had a chance to help Mindy (Mrs Robertson) get a little more comfortable with sewing; she wanted to learn to stitch a hem by hand, and by the time they needed to go home, well more than three-quarters of her SCA underdress* hem was successfully stitched. We talked about my also teaching her some hand embroidery, and to become comfortable using the sewing machine.

After a late brunch on Sunday, the three of us also sat down to plan out what clothing would be a good set of basic kit for an SCA weekend, and matched up the fabrics they had brought down with suitable garment ideas for the two of them and their little daughter. My goal is to have my friends be able to attend a three day event and be well and comfortably clothed, since they are wanting to get a bit more involved in my other favorite hobby...

This weekend also saw the start of one big/small project: beginning the refrigerator plinth, a framework to raise my wee fridge up to a slightly more accessible height. It will be covered with a plywood skin and have a sliding drawer in the middle. Not anywhere as huge as it looks here, camera forced perspective somehow made this whole image look really odd 'tis about a foot tall and 2 ft x 2 ft square, and in fact Mr Robertson, while tall, is not as tall as the ceiling either!

And Sunday morning...the proto-plinth in place: raising the fridge just one foot makes a huge difference in how easy it is to access the lower shelf, and the bottom veggie drawer. This makes me all kinds of happy!!

There will be further work done on this project, a storage drawer to be made, and surface improvements: screw holes filled, edge banding applied, and a wood finish added once the outdoor temperature cooperates. I am considering adding a layer of true linoleum to the top, which will be both beautiful and practical, there is a large scrap in storage that might be suitable

The interesting thing is that what seems like a small change has really had a big effect on the "flow" of space in the kitchen. The whole kitchen space now seems less open, even though the floor plan is identical... Though perhaps simply rearranging the artwork, and maybe adding shelving of some sort might be an option, possibly storage for spices, mugs and/or cookbooks??? I foresee some cardboard mockups in my future, once some of the other, more urgent, projects are completed. Overall though, this is a project that will make a difference on a daily basis...

The weekend went by all too quickly, and when planning our next meeting, the first day we all had free was March 14th... you know... Pi(e) Day! This will be a grand opportunity for a Pi Day Crafternoon!! Our intention is to spend Friday working on housey projects, and then Saturday afternoon I will host a Crafternoon here, to celebrate Pi Day with an all pie potluck and crafty shindig...

* I started working on her underdress back in November, and while it has been mostly completed for the last two months, I hadn't finished the hemline, just folded it up and put it aside while I worked on holiday and 12th Night things...

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Tuesday tidbits - 12th Night 2015 which our plucky heroine heads south to An Tir 12th Night in Adiantum, where the only thing greater than the splendor of the decorations is the warmth and goodness of the people there...

As these huge painted banners were on a far wall, it was difficult to get a good clear image, but they covered the high wall above the fireplace in the hotel lobby.

This large banner gives a better idea of the level of painted details, as it was hanging in the stairwell...

The hotel spa was turned into a Roman bath house for the event, complete with canvas floorcloth "mosaics"

The main lobby of the hotel, with some of the renowned Adiantum window decorations in place...

Silhouettes of people give some idea of the scale of the windows...

The sitting room off the main lobby was decorated with these larger than life portraits of notables from An Tir history: Janeltis Karaine Starfollower, Steingrim Stallari, Torgul Steingrimsson, and Lao Yu. I feel very fortunate to have been able to meet all four of these folk at various times in my life here in our fair Kingdom of An Tir.

my friend Marian, one of the two event stewards in charge of An Tir 12th Night this year, posted this quick clip of walking through the hallways from Court to the hotel restaurant Saturday evening...

On Saturday night, Raven took us to the Labyrinth, a space of quiet reflection and inner journey that was set up in a small corner room above the main hall. (I lightened the photo a bit so as to show the floorcloth design) It was a special and peaceful counterbalance to the bustle, business, and conviviality of the event...

Looking out the windows into the night, while walking the Labyrinth, the pattern and lights were reflected in the air above the river in an absolutely enchanting way...

outside the elevator to the second floor, the rustic wall art of the hotel was given a new look with miniature figurines of knights in armor, and a few additional characters...

Elizabeth Blackdane, my friend who was honored and elevated at this event, to become a member of the Order of the Laurel. My previous post detailed the bee skep edible subtlety I made for her vigil party. She, with some happy assistance from friends of hers, made all the clothing she is wearing here. Her gown is of brocade in an allover diaper pattern of bees and is partially hand beaded. The level of knowledge, ability, and effort that she sustains and teaches is remarkable, and she is well worthy of her elevation!

an interlude of music and dance during court... my old friend Elizabeth Piper is playing recorder in the dance band...

My friend Liaden, looking very beautiful in her new silk clothing; many folks either make or commission new beautiful party clothing for this event, which is the largest wintertime event in our kingdom, and her clothes here were the work of my other local friends who run Wardrobe Design Studio.

for my non SCA friends:  An Tir is a Kingdom in the Society for Creative Anachronism (SCA), a non-profit educational society dedicated to the recreation of the Middle Ages and Renaissance. The Kingdom of An Tir includes Oregon, Washington, the northern tip of Idaho, British Columbia, Alberta, Saskatchewan, the Yukon, and the Northwest territories. Adiantum is the branch that is located in the area surrounding and including Eugene, Oregon.

Monday, January 12, 2015

bizzy buzz buzz which our plucky heroine creates up a swarm...

of marzipan bees! Our SCA 12th Night is the largest kingdom celebration event of each winter, and at this one, my old and dear friend Elizabeth Blackdane was being honored for years of excellence in the needle arts by membership in the Order of the Laurel. Like many who make this transition, she will be on vigil the night prior to her elevation, where friends and fellow Peers may come and speak with her, and the vigil is also an occasion for festive conviviality. I volunteered to make an edible "subtlety", and chose a bee skep (hive) surrounded by bees. Elisabeths heraldic device is "Sable, in pale three bees Or." (on a black background, in a vertical line, three gold bees), and bee imagery would play a prominent role in the various aspects of pagentry and display associated with her elevation.

My first idea, to create an actual straw basket skep, was nixed by my pal Mr Dawson, who pointed out that the time to gather suitable materials was much earlier in the year.  Fortunately Maeva found an appropriate cake pan and had it sent to Acorn Cottage so that a dimensional pound cake could be used as the base to support the bees (the decorative pan itself became a gift to the recipient).  It was rather nerve-wracking to bake, as sometimes shaped cakes stick in places and come apart when unmolding, but this one came out of the pan in two perfect halves:

Along with the pan, Maeva also had a package of the best marzipan in the world shipped here, for the edible bees. This was a real challenge not only to my sculpting ability but also to my strength of will...

Bee bodies were formed, impaled on uncooked pasta, and stuck into rice cakes to partially dry.
Once the surface is slightly dry, they can be painted yellow and black with food coloring...

and finally wings cut from transparent leaf gelatine are added, and they were left to dry fully under the warm air vent overnight

The next day, Friday, we started out on the two hour drive south to where the event was taking place. The cake was easy to pack for transport, simply slide it back into the cake mold pan. The bees were more problematic, because they are delicate and fragile. Finally came up with the idea of short spaghetti supports and taping the rice cake to the bottom of a sheet cake pan, which actually kept them securely in place and undamaged until it was time to assemble all the parts...

The two halves of the cake were fastened together with homemade buttercream frosting, and a thin royal icing then poured over the joining seam. The final touch was to take assorted long pieces of uncooked spaghetti and suspend the bees in a swarm surrounding the cake bee skep. There were many delighted comments...

(this photo courtesy of Jason Gill)

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Solitary Foxen revealed

... in which our plucky heroine gainsays those who think that "neutral" means boring......

Finished my Fox Paws wrap, and am just casting off now, using the stitched cast off from Knitters Almanac. It has been a very enjoyable knit, and I am filled with gratitude to Mary who gifted me the pattern. I liked the way that after a while my brain began to make sense of the patterning, and I am still very much in love with the colors I chose, which will coordinate with my entire wardrobe, and with the elaborate, almost psychedelic, design as a whole.

The finished wrap is quite large - approximately 72" x 17" before blocking...after photographing the completed but unblocked project, it is very apparent to me that blocking will be a Good Idea, to smooth out the edges and surface just enough, and to gently even out the patterning.

The listed amounts of yarn in the pattern are quite correct for the size as listed. I was a bit concerned about running out before I finished, there was plenty of the yarns that I chose extra colors (cool blue/bluegreen, dark chocolate/milk chocolate, and pale cream/beach sand) and there was just enough of the turquoise and the grey. I love the way the Knitpicks fingering wool looks and feels; however it is a bit loosely spun, so at times my needle tips caught and split.

The only real difficulty I had with the pattern was the “K5tog” which even when altered to “slip 2 knitwise, K3tog, pass the 2 stitches over” was still a recurring difficulty. I followed a suggestion to use metal circular needles instead of my favored wood or bamboo, which worked well for some of the complex decreases that required real leverage, but I just prefer the feel of a less chilly needle in the hand (my hands seem to cramp more with metal needles, though that may also be a function of needle gauge).

Friday, January 2, 2015

a nutty tale

Our fearless plucky heroine for the win! IN which she bravely decided to investigate the entrails of the gas heating system...

Being worried about the Noisy Furnace Fan, which has been progressively de-evolving, and while continuing to wait for a callback from the service company, I awoke suddenly this morning with a memory of my old SuperBeetle from my Boston days... One time, long ago, I was driving around Fresh Pond Reservoir and my car started making the most awful clattery-bang sounds, from one of the rear wheels. I pulled over, removed the hub cap, and found that all but one of the lug nuts had come loose and were rattling around inside the hub cap like a childs toy, and the wheel was only held in place with the one nut!...

With that image vivid in my just-back-from-dreamland mind, I bravely removed the front panel from my furnace to look at the offending fan. Not surprisingly, I found that it too was only held in place by one nut, instead of the three that are required. One was still on the bolt, but the other was barely visible, and the third one was nowhere to be seen! I tightened up the two remaining nuts, which then brought the fan back into alignment with the furnace structure. Still needs a check-up, and hopefully another nut for the third bolt. But I feel absolutely mighty!


Thursday, January 1, 2015

goals post for 2015

... in which our plucky heroine looks at the distance a year makes...

Last year at this time I wrote: "For 2014 my goal is to believe enough that I will make it through another year that having goals is possible... and with that belief, make progress on the aspects of my life that are the most out of balance." I have made that some progress towards beginning to believe that more years may be possible. It seems that by paying attention to my physical environment, by choosing to improve it, by deciding to live as if there would be a tomorrow, by moving towards a house and life that supports what I want to be doing, my inner life has indeed shifted to some extent.

As far as the eightfold spokes of my life, some progress was made in a few parts, and none at all in others. Last year I wrote: "I need to make progress in 2014 on improving basically everything about my life (except my relationships with family and friends, which is excellent); there are areas which I understand the needed direction and steps, being held back only by my own fears, and there are areas where I have no idea how or even what would make the situation better... Well, needs must take what steps seem apparent, and trust that in time the muddy water will settle and clear

#1 career - only new teaching I did in 2014 was an SCA embroidery class. In 2015 I will teach more stitchery and enameling workshops, and will begin an active approach to more teaching venues

#2 health - in 2014 I went a month without dairy, and found that made no difference other than I became grouchy. went a month without grain and felt much improved. Acquired a pedometer, which is becoming a useful tool. In 2015 I will eat more salads, drink water more, as well as continue tracking walkies. Start a monthly graph to track progress!

#3 personal development/education - in 2014 did none of this, didn't do anywhere near as much sewing as normal even... and didn't learn any new metal or enameling skills either. In 2015 I will complete at least one 6PAC and SWAP 2015, including developing a bodice/blouse sloper. I will complete at least one of the three Craftsy classes, as well as seeing out assistance with bodice fitting. I will explore some way to learn something new in metalwork/enamel. In additon I will prepare at least three or four new artworks for a show in April/May

#4 family/friends - in 2014 this was the only part of my life where I could say: keep on with doing well... In 2015 I have every expectation to be able to say Yep, this is the best part of my life!!

#5 household/environment - in 2014 I completed the "discard 60 grocery bags or the equivalent column of my year long challenge, and have been working with Kaitline on decluttering. In 2015 I will continue the process and begin to organise my supplies, tools and materials, as well as household goods. This is an ongoing project that is going well.

#6 romance/personal relationships - In 2014 I wanted a local companion, and had no idea how to make that a reality. In 2015 I still have no clue what small steps to take, where to begin, and feel more hopeless than ever...

#7 finances - In 2014 I decided I wanted a sustainable income. Not sure what that would be like. Haven't done the math yet. The only thing I did differently in 2014 was to act as general contractor for the Great Orb of Dominion project and the An Tir Crown bid presentation. In 2015 I will do the math to figure out what a liveable income would be, which will help me set new goals.

#8 fun/recreation - in 2014 I attended more SCA events, as well as a few additional non-SCA social activities. In 2015 I will both continue to be active socially and also re-start Crafternoon gatherings once a month

In the aspect of household environment there is continuing effort and useful changes, which I've every intention of continuing to move forward. In the aspect of fun and recreation, I did attend more SCA events this year, and once or twice did something creative just because I wanted to see what would happen and not for work or a specific outcome. I'm hoping to find a way to do more of that sort of playful experimentation. In the aspect of family and friends, my connections remain solid, and there was even a trip cross country to visit my beloved parents on their 60th anniversary. So where last year saw only one of the eight spokes feeling solid, this year there are three in improved condition.

About the other five spokes: personal development/education, career, health, finances, and romance/personal relationships... these are aspects of my life that I'd also like to pay attention to, but have much less of a clue as to what handles to grasp and move to change things. With the changes I worked on this year, the initial small steps were obvious, and could be done in a kaizen fashion. More thought is needed. Action is needed.

I shall have to call that progress, even if not as much progress as this impatient girl would like. Still cogitating on how best to quantify moving-forward-change in 2015...

I follow Terry Windling's blog Myth and Moor, and today she posted this lovely "Bunny Blessing for New Year's Eve", and our plucky heroine just had to share it, wishing for all my dear ones a year to come where the Fox passes us by, and where the Earth springs renewed under our feet:

Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray to Earth, my soul to keep.
I pray to Wind, for gentle dreams.
To Water, for sweet murmurings.
To Grass, where I will make my bed.
To moss, where I will rest my head.
To blood's Fire, to keep me warm.
To Dark, to keep me safe from harm.
To Moon, to dim her silver light,
so Fox will pass me by tonight.
I pray to Stars, who watch above.
Bless me, and everyone I love.